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And plenty makes us poor.

John Dryden

There’s a proud modesty in merit; averse from asking, and resolved to pay ten times the gifts it asks.
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Gift Modesty Proud Time
Few know the use of life before ’tis past.
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Life Past
Beauty, like ice, our footing does betray; Who can tread sure on the smooth, slippery way: Pleased with the surface, we glide swiftly on, And see the dangers that we cannot shun.
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Beautiful Dangerous Surface Way
But when to sin our biased nature leans, The careful Devil is still at hand with means; And providently pimps for ill desires.
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Desire Hands Nature Sick Sin
Be fair, or foul, or rain, or shine, The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine. Not heaven itself upon the past has power; But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.
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Fair Fate Myself Possession Rain Shine Time
Swift was the race, but short the time to run.
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Race Run Swift Time
Forgiveness to the injured does belong; but they ne’er pardon who have done wrong.
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Forgiveness Injury Wrong
Politicians neither love nor hate.
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Hate Love Politics
Merit challenges envy.
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Advantage Jealous One Liner
When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit.
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Cheating Favor Fools Hope Life
Here lies my wife: here let her lie! Now she’s at rest, and so am I.
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Lying Myself Wife
Great souls forgive not injuries till time has put their enemies within their power, that they may show forgiveness is their own.
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Enemy Forgiveness Greatness Injury Power Soul Time
For all the happiness mankind can gain Is not in pleasure, but in rest from pain.
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Happiness Kind Man Sadness
For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.
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Face Need See Truth
No government has ever been, or can ever be, wherein time-servers and blockheads will not be uppermost.
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Block Government Time
Beware the fury of a patient man.
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Fury Man Patience

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